Hey howdy everybody. I hope you are having the absolute best holiday season. For me, it is off to a great start. Last week we had our annual Freakmas fundraiser at JR’s, and we raised more than 12 thousand bucks for the kids in our neighborhood.

Although the school behind our clubs, Sam Houston Elementary, is no longer open, we shifted and now raise money for JW Ray Prep school. It’s near Target at Citiplace, so it’s still our local kids we are helping.

I was worried that this year might not be as good as years past because of the economy and all the bullshit going on in the world. But y’all showed up and showed out. The night was a huge success, thanks to all of you that cared enough to help out.

A special thank you goes to Chad Mantooth. He is the most amazing, hard-working homosexual I know — and I know a bunch of homos. Thank you to John Denby and his scantily-clad elves for “working” the crowd and keeping up with all of the stuff I couldn’t or didn’t wanna do. To my good Judy, Larry The Fairy: I appreciate you more than you will ever know.

I am so proud of our community. That night showed me how much our community cares, and it is the best thing about holidays. The energy of that night put me into the Christmas spirit like I haven’t felt since I was a kid. Thanks everyone.

Another great feeling is having wonderful friends that always have your back. This past weekend there was a woman at the show in the Rose Room. It was the third show, and we were nearing the end when I came out to perform. There were not a lot of people in the room at that point so when someone is standing in the aisle, talking to someone sitting, ignoring the entertainer — you can’t help but notice.

It’s not a big deal; for some the show is just white noise in the background of their conversations. But if you are in between me and my coins, you will be dealt with in some way.

For this lady, as I walked by her, I scared her with a “BOO!” She jumped very dramatically, and everyone laughed. It was a small, harmless price to pay for ignoring me and standing in my spotlight.

Ten minutes later, I am standing at the bar near Rocky while he is slinging drinks. Said lady walks up to me and, in a very persnickety voice, informs me that I should not scare people like that. My “BOO” was apparently so loud that it caused her audio trauma.

I honestly never want anyone to leave my shows upset; I want everyone to have a positive experience. So I apologized, even though I know she was just being dramatic. My “BOO” was no louder than the music that was blasting from the giant speaker she was standing near.

She said, it was fine but that I should never do that again to anybody else. I said I wouldn’t, hoping to end this conversation. But she continued: “No, seriously. You should never ever do that; you could really hurt someone’s eardrums. And for what? To embarrass someone? It’s really rude, and you could cause permanent damage to someone’s hearing.

Now I am getting annoyed, so I offer to buy her a shot or a drink or something — anything to shut her up and end this. She declined my offer and started again with, “What you did was rude and dangerous, you could really mess up someone’s hearing.”

I apologized for like the tenth time, showing a surprising amount of patience for this “completely sane” person.

I thought she was done because she turned away. But no. She started the whole complaint again, this time a little louder and with a pointy finger. Before I could say anything, Rocky stops her in mid-rant and says, “Damn lady, move on. She apologized and even offered to buy you a shot. What else do you want? Move on and stop harassing her!”

The lady started to protest, but Rocky just put his hand up and said, “Nope, you are done. Go away!”

With bugged out eyes, looking appalled, she called Rocky “Rude!” But she walked away.

I couldn’t help but giggle and be thankful. I love me some Rocky and always appreciate others when they step in to help a damsel in distress. Granted, I am not really a damsel, but Rocky fixed the situation before I Hulked out and probably made the situation worse. Thank you, Rocky Tacoma. I owe you!

So, this holiday season, if you do nothing else, let your friends know you have their backs — not just with your words but with your actions. Many times, we go through stuff and feel completely alone, but a kind word or act can honestly make all of the difference in the world.

And to the lady that from that night (and it’s in all caps because I am yelling it): BLESS YOUR HEART!

Remember to always love more, bitch less and happy holidays! XOXO, Cassie Nova

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